Beautiful rural scenery composition 1 The evening in the countryside is the end of the day. Sometimes I look up and see a dark moon quietly shining a faint but quiet light in the sky. In the west, the last ceremony of the day has just begun.
The sky at this time is like paint splashed by children. There are different colors spreading in different places. They are not static. Soon, new colors will appear, just as only five pigments can set off various shades of colors.
The night sky in the country is beautiful! First of all, it is fiery red, like a burning flame, which illuminates half the sky warmly and cheerfully. Then there is an orange, which sets off a kind of warm light and makes people feel warm. No matter how warm the weather is, it will gradually turn yellow. Around the whole sunset, the color in the circle will soon become a combination of orange and red, an orange! The combination of the two is very harmonious, surrounded by a yellow halo, and the clouds are arbitrarily rendered. And the sky overhead is also very humorous at the moment. The east of the sky is dark, but the west is a hazy sunset, which gives people the feeling of welcoming the moon.
I feel sorry for their "stupidity" more than once: why are they so enthusiastic? Why do you want to see the moon? Its arrival means that you disappear into another sky. How silly! Even if it is sunny the next day after you leave, so what!
But then I found out that I was wrong. Every day's sunset glow is different, even if it doesn't bloom warmly, it will disappear. It is better to live a good life. And when it disappears, the quiet moonlight will cover the earth.
Yes, for everyone, the most important thing is to live the best present. No matter what difficulties you face in the future, you should be full of energy now, and pessimists should be optimistic. Only in this way can success come!
Pastoral Beauty Composition 2 Spring has come, and the grass shyly pokes its head out of the soil and looks at this novel land; The river wakes up from sleep, flowing happily and singing melodious songs; Farmers sow seeds in the fields, expecting a good harvest in autumn.
The scorching sun in summer scorched the earth. The cicada kept shouting "cicada, cicada" in the tree, as if to say "it's hot, it's hot." Dogs spit out their tongues all day long to dissipate heat and make a "whirring" sound. The busiest place in summer is the river. A group of children are playing in the water and women are washing clothes by the river. Ducks also join in the fun and feed in the river. In summer, everyone eats cool watermelons and blows electric fans, and the days are leisurely.
Autumn came, and all was silent. The vitality of spring and the enthusiasm of summer were driven away by Miss Qiu. Autumn is a harvest season. Orchards are fragrant and fruit trees are fruitful. The round apple shook its little red face and nodded and smiled at us; Red persimmons, like small lanterns hanging on branches; There are pears in Huang Chengcheng, which bend the branches. The rice in the field is ripe, like a golden ocean. The farmers are smiling and busy harvesting.
Winter is a different scene. Snowflakes falling in succession spread a layer of white clothes on the ground, but this is a paradise for children. The children had a snowball fight, made a snowman and had a snowball fight in the snow. They had a good time.
The four seasons in the countryside are like four different rural landscapes. Every painting is so charming and distinctive, and every painting records a different story.
If someone asks me whether you would like to live in the city or the country, I will choose the country without hesitation. My grandfather's home is in the country, and the beautiful scenery there makes me dream.
In spring, everything comes back to life. The grass quietly pokes its head out, the willows by the pond pull out green buds, the stream flows happily, and the birds stop on the wire to chirp, as if to say, "Spring is coming, spring is coming."
In summer, the watermelons planted by the farmer's uncle are ripe. You see, every watermelon has a big green belly, and we all affectionately call him "black beauty". The child next door can't help slowing down at the edge of the melon field every day, and I don't know how much saliva to swallow! At night, the bright moon is already hanging in the sky, and people who have worked hard all day get together, shaking the ancient cattail leaf fan and chatting about the interesting things in the world. Sometimes, those flashing fireflies will come out to dance!
Autumn is the harvest season. The wind baby secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and the farmland suddenly set off waves. Sorghum is red with laughter, rice is bent with laughter, and the farmer's uncle's face is smiling. In the orchard, the uncle of the fruit grower is harvesting golden oranges, pears in Huang Chengcheng ... DuDu, the truck is full of fruits and drives away. He will also send people in the city the joy of harvest.
In winter, weeds turn yellow, and fallen leaves drift with the wind. People who have worked hard for a year should have a rest. A sudden heavy snow turned the whole world white. On the Shaiguping, some children are making a snowman, others are having a snowball fight, and they are having a good time.
This country is beautiful. I love this country.
Pastoral beauty composition 4 The setting sun shines obliquely on the good stream of Shuangfeng Mountain, sparkling; The sky in the west is golden, just like a bright golden plate. At this time, the sun has held the mountain, and half the sky in the west is burning with red sunset like fire.
It's the middle of winter and the climate is very cold. How time flies, from morning to evening in the blink of an eye. The surrounding villages were in a quiet twilight. The village is emitting smoke, which adds a strong atmosphere to the village in the evening! There are mountains everywhere in my house. It's very quiet. Night, also slowly quiet down. Silver moonlight smiles from the clouds, and the two sides of the mountain village are brightly lit. Although it is not "the sea of lights, the world of light", it is also full of charm and interest.
Gradually, the giant lifted the veil, and the stars in the sky arched the moon and shone brightly. The stream seemed to see the scenery in front of it, stopped flowing and became quiet. Under the moonlight and starlight, the village is bright even without lights! At this time, I slowly felt this sacred feeling in my heart. What a quiet night! There is no sound except the low voices of various insects. The dark blue sky is full of countless little stars, who are naughty and shrug their noses. Mother-in-law Moon seems to be playing hide-and-seek with the stars, hiding in the clouds and secretly laughing. The mountains quietly changed into dark green dresses, and the beautiful body of the country was surrounded by starlight and moonlight, which set her with a layer of gold. At the moment, in the silent forest, I slowly looked at the brightness of the stars with excitement.
The night in the country is so fresh and intoxicating. ...
When I came to my grandmother's house in the countryside, a kind of natural beauty appeared in front of me, and I felt so kind and comfortable!
Everything is so quiet and serene, without the noise of the city, the pollution of automobile exhaust, and the movement of noisy people, everything is so harmonious and relaxed.
Walking on the narrow ridge in the country is like stepping on a soft green carpet. The green seedlings in the rice fields on both sides greedily enjoy the sunshine bath, absorb the nutrients of the earth and grow luxuriantly. As soon as I closed my eyes, all these budding ears of wheat turned into golden rice. A breeze blew, and my mood suddenly became more elegant than ever.
In the evening, the sunset releases the last ray of sunshine, making the rice fields more beautiful. Although my eyes are full of green, this kind of green really makes me sigh: this is not only a symbol of vitality, but also the harmonious beauty of everything. I don't know when the sound of "croak" broke the quiet world. Suddenly, the field was very lively, and the voice of "Gung, Gung-"was heard. Sometimes they sing solo, sometimes they sing in chorus and sometimes they play symphonies. Frogs come and go, echoing each other, singing louder and louder, floating in every corner of the mountain village.
Lying in bed, quietly listening to the masterpieces of these young singers, this is an original ecological concert, with thousands of musicians performing and singing their favorite music.
This is the most unforgettable night in my life, and this is the most beautiful lullaby I have ever heard.
Ah, beautiful country, I love you!
There is a place where the scenery is beautiful all year round. Do you know where it is? That is our colorful countryside.
The countryside is beautiful and desirable.
In spring, lovely grass sticks its head out of the soil; The branches of willows by the stream are like long braids of little girls; Lovely and beautiful birds fly freely in the sky, adding infinite vitality to the countryside.
In summer, the wheat in the field shines like golden flakes in the scorching sun. As soon as the breeze blows, layers of "wheat waves" are set off in the fields, which are as spectacular as rolling waves. You can also see colorful flowers in the fields. Some of them hold their heads high, some stand out from the crowd, and some dance.
In autumn, leaves gently float down from the trees and spread on the ground. From a distance, they are like a shiny carpet, and they are particularly comfortable to walk on. Small ears of rice in the field are full of vitality, just like soldiers in golden armor.
In winter, the sky is snowing heavily, and trees, houses and the ground are covered with a white carpet. Children's songs and laughter came from time to time in the snow. Some of them are having a snowball fight, some are making a snowman, and some are playing sledding. Look how happy they are!
Although rural areas are not as prosperous as cities, the beauty of rural areas far exceeds that of cities.
The beautiful scenery of the countryside was quiet for 7 nights, with stars all over the sky, the moon as bright as a silver plate and the earth as white as silver. On this beautiful night, I couldn't sleep in bed for a long time, and the beautiful and charming scenery of the countryside came into view again. ...
"I am better than you!" "I am better!" "I am the best!"
What is the sound and children's cheerful nasal sounds, a shout, a response, high and low, so cheerful, so soft.
On the bank of the river, the children mowing the grass are sweating profusely, and their red faces are like the buds of Chinese roses.
Wheat that was light yellow and green a few days ago can be harvested today, just like potted lilies at home. Yesterday it was a flower, and today the bud is blooming.
On the green grass, some children are standing on their heads, some are rolling, some are skipping rope ... they are so happy and lively.
The countryside is still the most beautiful pastoral scenery in spring and summer.
Spring, sunny morning, the red sun opened a happy smiling face, sleepy grass opened its furry eyes; The tree uncovered the thick white quilt and put on new clothes; Flowers have also been painted with colorful rouge, becoming a real pastoral scenery.
In early summer, flowers become more gorgeous, grass grows stronger, and trees become more tall and lush. In the water, the fish are spitting cheerful transparent bubbles and eating delicious shrimps. It's very lively. ...
The children's laughter, the pastoral scenery of the four seasons and the peaceful and lively humanistic life reflected by rural life are all beyond my pen. Thinking about it, I gradually entered the dream fragrance. ...
In the early morning, the smoke rises over the countryside, like a girl in a white gauze, jumping lightly into the faint morning fog, and the countryside wakes up!
In the distant fields, there is a vibrant scene: golden rape blossoms, white and fragrant tofu and green vegetables dancing with the wind. Birds flying in the sky are chirping and singing cheerful and beautiful songs, and everyone welcomes the new day with light songs and dances.
In the bamboo garden, crystal dew hung on the tip of bamboo leaves, and a few drops fell from time to time, making a "tick-tock, tick-tock" sound. On the furry bamboo shell, naughty little water drops suddenly fell from the tip of bamboo shoots to the ground, which is really interesting!
At the entrance of the village, there is an old camphor tree over a hundred years old. He is like a kind old man, guarding the small mountain village. He is a paradise for birds and children. During the day, children play games, sing and dance around camphor trees, hide and seek for a while, hide behind branches, hide under stone chairs for a while, climb trees and sit on branches whispering. At night, under the camphor tree, it has become a good place for the old people to enjoy the cool. The warm evening breeze brushed their faces and blew their hair. Everyone was in high spirits. A lesbian was talking about farm work at home. ...
Late at night, everyone in the village fell asleep, but Grandpa Zhangshu at the entrance of the village was not sleepy. He wants to protect his village. The moonlight fell on the branches, and the branches changed, from dark brown to dreamy silver gray. Wind Maid plays her organ: "sasha vujacic sasha vujacic", which sounds particularly pleasant on a quiet country night. Slowly, the sound disappeared, I fell asleep, and only the stars in the night sky were still blinking naughtily. Woke up tomorrow, it will be another beautiful day.
On the weekend of early summer, we came to my grandmother's house in the country.
The air in the countryside is particularly fresh, and there is no automobile exhaust that pollutes the air in the city. In the morning, I stood in the small courtyard in front of the door, feeling a fresh wind and the fragrance of leaves floating on my face, which suddenly refreshed me.
Grandma's house is facing a big mountain, which shuttles through the thin fog as if wearing a long white gauze dress. The light green leaves on the mountain are dotted with dark green leaves, like an oil painting with the theme of green.
Around the house, there are small white and yellow wild chrysanthemums and big perilla, surrounded by each other, singing and dancing in the drizzle. In the walled garden, yellow cucumber flowers, long beans, spinach like green radish and pieces of green pepper are singing harvest songs in the garden.
In rural areas, although there are no playgrounds in cities, children in rural areas also have happy games. In the afternoon, my two sisters took me to play their rural children's game "Catch Chicken". Usually when chickens see me coming, they immediately run into the Woods like oil under their feet. I caught a chicken, which was beyond my imagination. Sister said, "Chicken won't be so easy for you to catch, but let's set a trap and catch it easily!" " "We first took a basket in grandpa's warehouse, then propped it up with a short wooden stick and sprinkled some corn kernels that chickens like best. Soon I saw a stupid chicken running in, covered by a basket, jumping up and down inside and growling! We were made to laugh!
People in the countryside have a natural and harmonious pastoral scenery at any time and in any season.
Rural beauty composition 10 "whoa, whoa, get up!" We woke up from the sweet cry and went out to have a look. It was a rooster.
When I came to the hillside, I looked at the mountain. There was no movement and the scenery was picturesque. Look, that tree stands alone on the cliff and greets us! Don't make any noise now, if you can hear the waterfall. If you look to the left, there is a spectacular waterfall.
"Flying down three thousands of feet, it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen for nine days." Enough to describe the beauty of this waterfall. Water flying from high places splashed white water on our clothes. The pool of the waterfall is crystal clear. If you put your hand in, you will feel as cool as in the South Pole.
When you come to grandpa's orchard, you will smell the fragrance of fruit as soon as you go in. The first thing you see is the purple grape shed. There are few grapes left after being pecked by birds. Pitaya grows well and is fiery red, all of which are red pitaya. On the orange tree, among the green branches and leaves, there are many small orange oranges. What is that little tree covered with red balls? It turned out to be tomatoes!
Come on, turn another corner here. There is a small river, which is the source of the waterfall just now. The river is divided into two areas, one is near the waterfall mouth, and the other is a larger fishing ground. The biggest fish in the river is only a few centimeters, and the smallest is only one or two centimeters. "Ta-da ..." Look, the little fish jumped out.
Beautiful countryside, I can't finish talking. I hope you can appreciate it carefully!
I like beautiful scenery, especially in my hometown. Every summer vacation, our family will go back to their hometown for a leisurely holiday.
Every morning, a beautiful birdsong wakes me up from my dream. I quickly put on my clothes and walked out of the house, because morning is the time for my family to leave. At this time, the sun father-in-law has shown a red smiling face from the east, and our whole family is talking and laughing, breathing the fresh air in the countryside while walking.
When we came to the field, we saw the golden ears of rice bent with laughter. A breeze blew, and they nodded to us frequently, as if to say, "Good morning!" "The weeds on the roadside are hung with glittering and translucent water drops and full of vitality. You see, ginkgo trees are neatly arranged in the opposite ginkgo forest, guarding this paddy field like soldiers on guard. Occasionally, a few green leaves fluttered in the wind, and I seemed to hear their sad cries: "Mom, I don't want to leave your warm arms! " "
Not far away, several farmers have been doing farm work with their backs to the loess in the field. Their stooped figures are deeply imprinted in my mind, which reminds me of the poem "Be sympathetic to farmers": At noon, sweat drips down the soil. Who knows that every meal is hard.
Keep walking until you come to the beautiful stream. The stream flows slowly and is crystal clear. Some fish in the water are swimming happily, while others are motionless, as if they were sleeping. On the shore, two rows of poplars are tall and strong, with round leaves like handfuls of small fans. A gust of wind blew, the leaves rustled, and there were waves of cicadas on the tree: "cicada, cicada."
Every day in the country is happy and carefree. Every morning, I breathe the fresh air, enjoy the rural scenery and indulge in this picturesque rural life.
Rural beauty composition 12 today, what a beautiful day! The sky is blue and far-reaching, with thousands of clouds. At seven o'clock, the sun shone into the room like gold. In such fine weather, I went to Yinghu Lake.
This weather matches the beautiful scenery of the lake. It's beautiful. The country is really a country, not as noisy as the city, nor as bad as the city.
Flat tile houses really feel different from high-rise buildings in the city. One is elegant and noble, and the other is proud and gorgeous. If we compare this place to a flower, then the flat tile house here is an elegant narcissus and the other is a peony. If any painter wants to paint the two together and say they are in the same place, I think it's time to change the aesthetic view.
There are not many flowers here, and there are many green trees and grass. The levels are different and varied, which is very suitable for rest. Not bad! At this time, people think of many ancient poems and praise the beautiful scenery of their hometown. "Castle Peak is here, and I can never get tired of seeing it. How long is the interest in running water?" . Such a poem must have a different lake, and Yinghu Lake has its unique charm.
The lake is very clear, there are mountains in the water, and there is water in the mountains, just like a beautiful picture, which is very harmonious. Suddenly reminded me of a news: "There is a bright jellyfish in Wenhu Lake, which only lives in a place with very clean water, indicating that the water in Wenhu Lake is very clean."
It's only noon, I'm going back, and I don't know how long it will take to see such a beautiful scenery again.
The fields in my hometown are beautiful, the air in my hometown is fresh, and everything in my hometown has its own characteristics in four seasons.
In spring, the grass in the field quietly drilled out of the soil, tender and green. Many flowers and trees in the field are full of bright flowers; Everyone refuses to compromise. Red, yellow, white and purple flowers really look like a beautiful big flower bed. Many butterflies and bees smell the flowers and fly around to collect honey, flying around in midair, bringing vitality to the fields. In summer, the burning sun makes everything get more nutrition. When we walked into the field, the sunflower was in full bloom, welcoming Miss Xia and dedicating her most beautiful smiling face to Miss Xia. Struggled underground four times. Five years have passed, and the golden cicada has never missed this great opportunity. She took off her golden coat, flew to the tree and called "cicada, cicada" to show Miss Xia its wonderful singing. Frogs are also hiding in the grass and croaking, playing a summer hymn for Miss Xia!
In autumn, the fields are golden, the farmers' uncles have a bumper harvest, the green pine trees are covered with golden clothes, and the red sorghum is red. The endless corn, ups and downs, is very spectacular. In autumn, fruitful fruit trees bring people the joy of harvest. There are melons and fruits everywhere.
In winter, it snows heavily, and there are all kinds of hexagonal snowflakes: some are like silver needles, some are like fallen leaves, and some are like pieces of paper ... really good. Fell in the field, as if the wheat in Abel Tamata was covered with a thick "quilt". "Wheat covered three quilts this winter, and I will sleep in steamed bread next year." In the distance, several farmers' uncles stood by the field, thinking about the next year's harvest, and their laughter spread all over the country.
The fields in my hometown are really beautiful!
Pastoral beauty composition 14 There is a wide river next to my home, with trees on both sides, and the river is crystal clear. When I go to school in the morning, I always say hello to the little fish in the river: "Hi, dear little fish, hello!" " Small fish seem to understand my greetings and jump out of the water one after another, constantly making a "snapping" sound, as if to say, "Hi, hello!" Every weekend, a group of lovely red scarves catch lobsters by the pond at the entrance of the village under the scorching sun!
In the open space at the entrance of the village, whenever night falls, grandmothers over 60 years old dance in groups of three or five, and dance gracefully with melodious music, attracting many people to stop and watch.
In spring, the fields are green and make people feel green; In summer, the fields are full of vitality and flowers and trees are thriving. In summer, cicadas kept calling in the tree: "It's hot, it's hot." I picked up a stool and went under the big tree. Dense leaves cover the hot sun, and sometimes a breeze blows, so cool! Sometimes I want to sleep, my father-in-law's children are alive and kicking on my face, and my plan is ruined, but that coolness has always accompanied me; In autumn, the fields are golden, the farmers' uncles are happy to bloom, the rice is bent with laughter, and the fruits are fragrant; In winter, the open fields become a good place for children to make snowmen and have snowball fights.
15 I like the four seasons in the countryside, and I prefer the spring in the countryside.
Miss Chun approached slowly with rustling steps. The first ray of sunshine sprinkled on the earth, awakened the sleeping glaciers and made the river more charming and beautiful. The river happily sang the song "Hurry, Hurry". What a cheerful song, it makes people feel relaxed and happy. The first spring breeze gently touched, the grass quietly drilled out of the soil and enjoyed the touch of the spring breeze. The first bird song broke the quiet morning and attracted colorful birds, including happy birds and sparrows ... They landed on the newly sprouted branches and sang songs, as if they were happy for the arrival of spring! In the field, green wheat seedlings, golden rape flowers, endless, blue sky, white clouds, reflected in the clear river. Flowers are blooming, colorful and dazzling. As the saying goes, "I miss opera and dance from time to time." No, beautiful butterflies join in the fun and dance among the flowers. Butterfly's good friend, the bee, is here. Holding hands, they danced among the flowers and collected honey. How happy and comfortable it is for bees to carry honey buckets and butterflies to flap their wings!
"Giggle, giggle ..." Looking down the sound, I saw a hen in the field in front of the house, leading a group of chickens to feed in the field. Where is the rooster? Walking around in the "big army" is really like a "scout". Once in danger, it will giggle, and the hen will immediately take the chick to a safe place.
Ah, spring, I love you; Spring in the country, I love you more!